Monday, August 20, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
¡hello Mexico!
I've been hankering to go to Mexico for years.
It won't happen for a few years yet, but in the meantime... here are some cliches
amusing skeletons all fffound
It won't happen for a few years yet, but in the meantime... here are some cliches
amusing skeletons all fffound
Thursday, July 19, 2012
it's not brain surgery (or maybe it is ...)
two packets of brain surgery in fact
i stumbled across this today, and i love the drawings
here's a few faves, i'm tempted to reblog the whole thing, very ace
some of the works remind me of david shrigley, whose stuff i love
others
remind me of the drawings of George Grosz,
i stumbled across this today, and i love the drawings
here's a few faves, i'm tempted to reblog the whole thing, very ace
others
remind me of the drawings of George Grosz,
This one
reminded me of Matisse, not his dancers (thematic) but his musicians (stylistic)
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
What a Krakouer!
Listening to the Marngrook footy show on the radio [by proxy - I was told about it later],
there was an interview with Jimmy Krakouer (or perhaps it was Phil)
He was asked about the origins of his name, Krakouer - an unusual name apparently.
And he said it was because, way back when, one of his progenitors (a great great great (or more) grandfather, was from here:

except neither Kosciuszko or Strzelecki were from Kraków ...

also there's not that much family resemblence!

Recent biography of the Krakouer brothers,
'Brotherboys: The Story of Jim and Phil Krakouer' by Sean Gorman
(review in The Monthly by Paul Daffey)
there was an interview with Jimmy Krakouer (or perhaps it was Phil)He was asked about the origins of his name, Krakouer - an unusual name apparently.
And he said it was because, way back when, one of his progenitors (a great great great (or more) grandfather, was from here:

Kraków
maybe one of those heroic Poles that roamed Australia a few centuries ago ... naming mountains as they went
except neither Kosciuszko or Strzelecki were from Kraków ...

also there's not that much family resemblence!

Recent biography of the Krakouer brothers,
'Brotherboys: The Story of Jim and Phil Krakouer' by Sean Gorman
(review in The Monthly by Paul Daffey)
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
me & social media
i am uneasy with social media
i truly hate defacebook (why is it so ugly?)
i can't concentrate long enough for tweets
Monday, July 9, 2012
city lights
today's blog began with this picture

a cool alignment of city lights, i thought
New York was an inexhaustible space, a labyrinth of endless steps, and no matter how far he walked, no matter how well he came to know its neighbourhoods and streets, it always left him with the feeling of being lost. Lost, not only in the city, but within himself as well. Each time he took a walk, he felt as though he were leaving himself behind...reducing himself to a seeing eye...
On his best walks he was able to feel that he was nowhere. And this, finally, was all he ever asked of things, to be nowhere. New York was the nowhere he had built around himself.
It's been re-interpreted as a graphic novel
A live action version of the "walking" chapter, Chapter 8 of Paul Auster’s City of Glass as as slide show and PDF:


a cool alignment of city lights, i thought
which, inevitably reminded me of
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| Mondrian's Broadway boogie woogie...[1942-43] |
which appropriately lives at MoMA
here's some real life boogie woogie, or 2011 equivalents by Navid Baraty, first found here
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| intersection by Navid Baraty |
whenever i think of the Mondrian painting, i remember it as capturing New York at night, but it doesn't - funny how the mind plays tricks
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| Manhattan Midtown, from New York at Night - a book of aerial photos, by Evan Josephreview in the Telegraph |
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| This is New York (obviously) |
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| Miroslav Sasek's take on New York from Brooklyn |
I used to think Sasek was the last word on New York
that was before I met Paul Auster... and his New York Trilogy
City of Glass has passages of walking New York,
On his best walks he was able to feel that he was nowhere. And this, finally, was all he ever asked of things, to be nowhere. New York was the nowhere he had built around himself.
It's been re-interpreted as a graphic novel
A live action version of the "walking" chapter, Chapter 8 of Paul Auster’s City of Glass as as slide show and PDF:
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| another graphic NY image by Navid Baraty |
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Says O'Leary, "Imagine all the sounds and smells and feelings of being in a large city; then try to transfer that to paper without using words, only by using a knife or a pen."

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